As soon as Tian Mimi opened her eyes, she saw Xiong Maomao's raised left hand, about to descend with the momentum.

Xiong Maomao is Xiao Tian Mimi's seven-year-old cousin, the baby daughter of the fourth aunt's family, this year's high school graduate, the famous master sister of the Tiger Martial Arts Hall, the smartest old cousin in the mother's vein, and a rare civil and military master in Tian Mimi's connections.

In March this year, fearing that Xiong Maomao, who had already passed the special recruitment, would affect the final sprint of other students, her homeroom teacher coaxed her out of the school dormitory.

Xiong Maomao, who came out of school, didn't want to go home to sell peaches, didn't want to go to the martial arts gym to teach kung fu, and didn't want to go to her godfather's medical hall for an internship, so he simply moved in with Tian Mimi's family, helped Tian Mimi do housework every day to pay the rent, and went out to do odd jobs in his spare time to earn pocket money.

Because of the relationship between growing up together, Tian Mimi and her cousin have always had a good relationship.

But as a cousin, you have to look like a cousin, at least you can't eat your cousin's ear melon seeds for no reason.

"Xiong Maomao, what do you want to do?"

Tian Mimi scolded coquettishly, and Xiong Maomao immediately let go.

"Cousin, you cried so badly just now, I want to wake you up. ”

"Are you calling someone like that? Look at your posture just now, you obviously want to hit me!"

Tian Mimi was full of suspicion.

Looking at Xiong Maomao's posture just now, if he opens his eyes slowly, he will definitely have a big mouth.

Xiong Maomao's teeth flashed, and his face was full of sincerity.

"How can this be called beating? This is called giving a certain amount of painful stimulation to the face. ”

Tian Mimi's eyes that were crying crimson immediately covered with a thin layer of anger.

She propped up her hands, jumped off the bed, poked Xiong Maomao's shoulder, and said bitterly: "Okay, you Xiong Maomao, eat me, use me, live with me, and want to beat me? Is your conscience eaten by a dog? I won't teach you a lesson today, I'm afraid I don't know which of us is the sister!"

I saw Tian Mimi's left hand stroking her right arm, her right hand stroking her left arm, stroking the half of the short sleeves on both arms to her shoulders, her eyes staring at Xiong Maomao viciously, and her right hand clasped the knuckles of her left hand, making a crisp sound one by one.

The posture was quite sufficient, but Xiong Maomao didn't care at all.

"Cousin, I cooked your favorite prawn noodles for breakfast. ”

Just one sentence, Tian Mimi can't go on.

"Prawn noodles!"

Tian Mimi swallowed involuntarily.

She has loved shrimp since she was a child, especially sea shrimp, but no one in the family knows how to cook seafood. Only the little cousin Xiong Maomao recognized a godfather who moved from the Yellow Sea. Since I was a child, I have been exposed to it in their house, and I cook seafood well. Especially the prawn noodles, with her godfather's unique secret hot sauce, are as delicious as walking among the clouds.

Xiong Maomao looked at his cousin who was hungry with a smile, and asked fearlessly, "Cousin, do you want to eat?"

"Yes!"

Tian Mimi nodded violently.

Xiong Maomao: "Do you still teach me?"

"What a lesson is not a lesson, I am ......"

Tian Mimi smiled and squeezed Xiong Maomao's shoulders skillfully.

"I'm going to help you with the massage. Cousin, it's hard for you to get up so early to cook!"

After eating and drinking, Tian Mimi lay lazily on the sofa, touched her slightly bulging belly, and sighed sincerely: "If I had such delicious prawn noodles to eat every day, my life would be complete!"

"Cousin, your life is so easy to fulfill, do you know your aunt and uncle?"

Xiong Maomao cleaned up the dining table while building Tian Mimi's words.

Speaking of her parents, Tian Mimi remembered that 30 years later, her 80-year-old father couldn't even live in a nursing home, and the guilt of "the son wants to support but is not capable enough" came to her heart again.

"Maomao, I'm crossing again. ”

Xiong Maomao, who was cleaning up the dining table, heard Tian Mimi's words, immediately stopped the work in his hand, dropped the rag, walked to the sofa, and said condescendingly: "Cousin, I have popularized science with you many times, and it is impossible to happen in real life through this kind of thing!"

"How is it impossible? Human physicists have said that it is theoretically possible to travel through time and space through wormholes. ”

Tian Mimi argued unconvinced.

Xiong Maomao sighed lightly: "You also know that the physicists are theoretical?"

"What does it mean in theory? It means that it can't be done at all under the current conditions, just talking. ”

"Let's not talk about anything else, let's just talk about those ghost travel dramas. ”

"The protagonists in it all have their own protagonist halos, and all of them are little experts in death. ”

"Because it has the aura of the protagonist, no matter how you do it, you won't die. ”

"Their protagonist's aura is so big, crossing over, crossing over, you have to wait until the day when the time is right. ”

"It takes thousands of years to have that chance to cross. ”

"To you, once a week. It's like a kindergarten bus. ”

"Cousin, your protagonist's aura was obtained in exchange for saving the entire galaxy in your previous life, right?"

As soon as she found out that she would cross that time, Tian Mimi was happy at first, but at the same time she was very scared, afraid that she would not be able to wear it if she wore it. It was so coincidental that Xiong Maomao came out of school and had nowhere to go, so he moved in with her. Tian Mimi couldn't hide something in her heart, so she told Xiong Maomao what happened to her.

Xiong Maomao is young and has a strong ability to accept, so she really believed what happened to Tian Mimi, but she didn't believe that Tian Mimi really crossed over, and only thought that Tian Mimi was having a prophetic dream.

The two sisters often argue over whether to "travel through" or "predict dreams", but they never come up with a result.

Tian Mimi: "The crossing mentioned in the TV series is fake, but I am real!"

"You can see that the information I get every time I travel to the future time and space can match it with reality!"

Xiong Maomao rolled his eyes and continued to popularize science with some impatience.

"Cousin, as I've told you many times, our world is actually made up of information. ”

"Every day we receive a lot of information from the outside world. “

"But in order to prevent overloading, a lot of information is not processed by our brains. ”

"In some people with a strong sixth sense, the brain will actively integrate and analyze the information that has not been processed, and present the results of the analysis in the form of dreams. ”

"You feel like you've crossed through and seen the future. ”

"Actually, it's just a strong sixth sense, and I have prophetic dreams. “

"Everything in the dream is just that you predict the future, not the real future. ”

Tian Mimi: "No, I'm obviously crossing over, consciousness crossing!"

"Hehehe..."

Xiong Maomao sneered and sacrificed his killer weapon.

"If it's really crossing, then why can't you get the winning lottery numbers?"

Tian Mimi: "I didn't tell you, there are taboos for crossing." ”

"When I travel through the past, whether I confide that I have traveled back in time, or leave the house, or try to access the written messages of the past through myself or others, I will immediately be transported back to this plane. I can only learn about the past by looking at pictures and talking to people, but who can remember the lottery numbers from 30 years ago?"

Tian Mimi replied with words.

Xiong Maomao: "Okay, just the rule you said exists. ”

"You can arrange for someone to tell you the lottery numbers from 30 years ago at the time you specify. ”

"And you haven't been able to get the lottery numbers, which is enough to show that you are just dreaming of foresight!"

Tian Mimi patted her head, looking suddenly enlightened.

"yes, and that! Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Xiong Maomao: "So you believe you're just dreaming, right?"

Although she felt that what her little cousin said was logically impeccable, Tian Mimi still insisted on her opinion.

"Maomao, you have a point. ”

"But I'm the owner and I'm the biggest in this house. ”

"That's why I say it's crossing is crossing, and I don't accept refutation and questioning. ”

As soon as such a bully said that Xiong Maomao's smiling face immediately turned cold.

"I'm really inflated, reasoning with an idealist illiterate like you!"

"If you say it's crossing, just cross!"

"You're the owner, you're the biggest, and you say whatever you say. ”

"It's time for my part-time job, you put away the table slowly, you wash the dishes slowly, goodbye!"

With that, Xiong Maomao took off his apron, threw it on the coffee table, and left in a huff.

didn't wait for her to go far, Tian Mimi, who came back to her senses, chased after her and shouted: "Maomao, my cousin is joking with you, don't you take it seriously!"

"Maomao, don't be angry! Isn't it okay for my cousin to admit that she had a prophetic dream?"

"Xiong Maomao! Okay, you come over to work for the summer vacation and live with me, I will eat and live, you will wash the dishes and cook, and you have to keep your promises!"

"Xiong Maomao, you at least wash the dishes before leaving!"